Over the last couple of weeks, we've had glimpses of spring to enjoy. I think "any day now" we will be there. But, I wake up this morning and almost the first thing I see is frost on the roof. I have to put on my coat to take the trash out to the street. Not good.
I am so ready to go for exploratory walks with my granddaughter, looking for interesting rocks and twigs and such. I am so ready to go push her on the swing as high as she cares to go. I am so ready to go fishing again.
I guess I don't really like cold weather, much.